Rhode Island Park Project

Maria complained loudly.

Sophia, who was holding the foie gras, did not waver at all:

"Wait until you take care of yourself first before you consider taking care of your pet."

"Goo!"

Luo Hang, who was eating and feeding his pet, smiled and comforted Maria, whose ears were drooping:

"At least while we're staying here, I can ask you to help take care of Mandela, okay?"

"Hey! Mr. Luo Hang is so nice!"

The girl cheered, but Mandela remained expressionless.

As long as the owner is having fun.

He continued to look at the elegant and mature Zofia.

"Margaret told me before, Zofia, you have an old injury on your left hand, right? Have you been to the medical center in Rhodes Island?"

"I'm sorry to bother you,"

Zofia nodded reservedly. "When Margaret first launched the nanomedical service in Rhodes Island, she kept sending me messages urging me to check it out. The results are truly amazing."

“As long as it works.”

Luo Hang smiled and said, "I would be embarrassed if I didn't do anything to honor your hospitality, Zofia."

"How could that be? Not to mention that this little bit of hospitality is nothing at all. If Mr. Luo Hang is willing to stay at someone's house, I'm afraid there will be many people who would be happy to do so, right?"

Zofia also smiled and said, "I've heard that you're very popular among many young ladies."

"Hey, is there you, Zofia~?"

"I don't want to be the wife of Room 19, okay?"

"Then move forward?"

"Don't you need to ask Room 17 in your arms?"

At this time, footsteps were heard.

Luo Hang wasn't worried about any unknown person suddenly breaking in. As a single woman, there were no men in Sofia's villa, and his reliable guards were guarding outside. There was only one possibility for someone to walk in so openly -

"..."

Margaret came into the room and looked at the happy scene in front of her. She took another look at the naked girl with long black hair sitting in Luo Hang's arms. Her expression was subtle for a moment, and then she walked towards the empty seat in the same row as Zofia and Maria in a normal manner.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Sister, are you and Uncle Mahenna...uh, done talking?"

Maria asked tentatively.

Margaret nodded calmly.

"For now, I guess. I'll be staying at my aunt's house to prepare for the tournament."

Obviously, the long-awaited reunion between the uncle and nephew cannot be considered a family joy.

Maria also looked a little worried, but at this moment, Luo Hang's light-hearted and teasing voice rang out:

"I originally thought that you, Margaret, really trusted me to take care of your aunt and sister. It's really sad."

"Doctor, please stop joking."

Margaret smiled bitterly. "Your magic should have a time limit. If you really do something excessive, you won't be able to hide it in the end. I believe you won't be so irrational."

"So you trust me this much? I actually hope it's an emotional trust."

Luo Hang complained.

Zofia and Maria were confused, but Arturo, who was sitting in Luo Hang's arms, suddenly froze in expression.

The expression on Miss Tutu's face first changed unsteadily, then it switched back and forth between black and white, and finally, a black air from the abyss suddenly seemed to linger between her smooth bangs, and even the black halo above her head spread out miraculously.

It has to be mentioned here that Miss Tutu's halo and wings are absolutely unique in Sakota. In addition to the halo being black, its shape is also a ring formed by the fragments of crystal-like objects, rather than a whole.

As for what this spreading halo means...

"I kill you!!!!"

It could mean... Miss Tutu wasn't even wearing any clothes, she was chasing him around the house naked, knife in hand... and she was also using super magic...

"Think it over carefully! If they wake up, it might not be good for you!"

"—!"

Arturo forcibly retracted his magic, but he still stood barefoot on the carpet with a gloomy expression, staring at Luo Hang in front of him. He didn't care about the guy's gaze, but just gritted his teeth and raised the knife in his hand:

"Come here and let me stab you, and this matter will be over!"

"Can you change your position?"

He looked at the knife in Miss Tutu's hand with confusion, then looked down at the target at the tip of the knife.

Being stabbed is nothing. For him, fatal injuries are now real fatal injuries that can be recovered directly with a card, but there will still be psychological trauma.

"You can't get over here!"

He raised his hands and walked obediently to Miss Tutu.

Arturo put away the knife and kicked him hard in the butt, then walked away angrily.

He immediately followed with a smile.

"I knew you still loved me, Madam~"

"roll!!"

Chapter 665: Cintrea: Huh? I assassinated Dr. Rhodes Island?

There is actually not much to say about when exactly Mirror Flowers and Water Moon were used.

Before he started eating, he openly showed his [Pope] card to Miss Tutu. The long-straight black girl was completely unprepared, and it was not challenging at all to activate any of its functions.

Although a large part of this was due to Miss Tutu's lack of preparedness, the rules he set were actually very simple, with only one:

No matter how unhappy they are in their words and in their hearts, they will actively cooperate in the end.

A classic rule, right? He's wanted to play it for a long time, eh.

In short, because of this rule, Miss Tutu actually just... did a little bit of work.

Basically, she lent him her body to teach Maria how to give a full-body massage, and told him everything about her body feelings without lying, so that he could confirm that Miss Tutu's weakness was indeed the pair of Queens of Hearts.

As for saying that sweating is a sign that the massage is effective, he didn't say that casually (he felt guilty), but Miss Tutu knocked over the water cup, and the maid might have to mop the floor afterwards, so that's not his problem... Well, he did do it, and he demonstrated it up close in front of the naive Maria.

But sweating more does have a detoxifying effect!

Well, as for taking off the wet clothes and actively feeding him, there is no need to explain in too much detail.

Anyway, Margaret came later, and given Zofia and Maria’s current state, it’s the same whether they saw it or not, so Miss Tutu is not socially dead for the time being.

As for Mandela——

Arturo sat down calmly.

It's just a pet cat, what's there to worry about?

"So this state can be broken midway?"

Margaret looked at Arturo, who was sitting opposite her with a calm expression, with some curiosity. Instead, she felt a little embarrassed. "Um, do you want to put on your clothes first?"

"These clothes are already so wet, what else can I wear?"

Arturo said angrily.

Her clothes were really soaked with sweat, ah, of course everything else was also sweat, but anyway,

"I don't want to go up and change my clothes in front of this guy. He's counting on me to play dress-up, and who knows what might happen.

"I don't have the physical strength you have. If he doesn't feel tired, then I will."

In fact, Arturo felt that his thinking threshold had been raised a lot because he had been exposed to too many chaotic things around Luo Hang. At home, let's just say at home, not wearing clothes at home didn't seem like a big deal anymore.

Just let this guy look at you twice. If you have the guts, come and have sex with me?

"..."

Tsk, why do I think so?

Arturo bit his fork.

This is not a good sign!

She glared at the scumbag next to her: "You're not giving me some weird cognition again, are you?"

"what?"

Luo Hang looked bewildered. "No, you can't dump all the problems on me!"

"Heh, even if it's not your magic, as long as you're somewhere, it's almost certain that you'll be the one to blame if something goes wrong."

Arturo looked disdainful.

He opened his mouth to speak indignantly, then closed it silently.

This seems really hard to refute.

Therefore,

"Of course, spells are time-limited and have strength limits."

He looked at Margaret.

Ignoring the sneer from Miss Tutantu next to him, he continued to explain seriously:

"If I could easily turn all enemies into my own, then we wouldn't have had to fight so hard in Londinium. This, well, just think of it as a spell. This spell has achieved its current effect after my recent strength improvement, but the actual results will vary from person to person.

"Zofia and Maria probably haven't been exposed to this kind of magic much, so their resistance isn't very high. High-level magicians like Tutu, who specialize in spirit magic, react very quickly."

Arturo was unmoved by someone's subtle flattery.

But having said that, Margaret and Arturo were actually not sure what Luo Hang could achieve if he really gave it his all. Margaret hesitated for a moment and did not continue to ask.

When Luo Hang reached level 3, he was already able to fight with Tracys, although the competition was mainly about swordsmanship at that time, but now even if it comes to spells, well... it's hard to say about the princess who is blessed by the souls, but if she is not blessed, she might be able to compete, and he feels that he can even try a single 1v1 with his two precious queen daughters.

Now that they were all family, he really didn't want to go too far with the fun, but... there were villains in this city too, weren't there?

Do you want to take the initiative to look for it?

He continued to eat his lunch while thinking happily in his mind.

For example, a front desk girl, a front desk girl, a front desk girl and so on.

Ah, never mind, I really want to raise a Pegasus!

All white hair is best!

You also have to be able to play the bow!

And your waist must be able to play for 100 years!

And long hair!

It would be best if her name is Xinteleya!

……

After lunch, Zofia took Margaret to deal with some program documents for the championship. The little girl Maria volunteered to be a guide for Luo Hang and Arturo who were on their honeymoon.

"Is there any place you two would like to go?"

After her sister and aunt left, Maria spoke excitedly in front of Luo Hang, shaking her fluffy golden tail behind her waist, looking very youthful.

"We don't have any plans for today, Maria, just take us for a stroll."

Luo Hang said with a cheerful smile.

He snapped his fingers and glanced at the tarot cards in his hand.

Arturo, who was standing next to him, immediately took a quick and sharp glance.

Not the Pope.